The Protector

Everyone present at the temple instantly held their breaths at that sentence.

They stared at Sebastian in disbelief.

What could possibly have pushed Sebastian to make such a daring exchange?

He was even willing to give up his fortune in order to beat this mysterious person, or force.

Sebastian continued kneeling as he waited for an answer to come from within the temple.

Finally, after about ten minutes, the rundown wooden door of the temple creaked open.

A man dressed in a suit walked out of the temple. Everyone looked on in shock and fear as the godson of the ex-ruler of the underworld walked toward them.

Even Sebastian looked terrified.

The young man said simply, “Sebastian, please return. My godfather will handle this.”

“What?”

“Thank you, sir!” Sebastian yelled in glee.

He agreed!

That meant the Morris Group was done for.

practically on the

get his

man finally returning to society started spreading around South

he had been the ruler of Quebec. He had locked himself away for thirty years, but he

could tell that North Hampton was about

willing to show himself once more meant that Quebec was about to go through a massive

families in South City started preparing

the twisting and turning roads of

Sebastian stood among them.

coming from the

down the mountain

with white

old, his steps

the ruler of

in Quebec called him by

sight, he looked like any other esteemed figure,

connected him to the role

Yates, Scott’s godson, there were four other people walking next to him. They were also known

resembled a walking skeleton. His skin stretched

tall and looked like a human mountain. He was

bald. There were six scars on the thin skin of his scalp. His name was Titan, and he was

out

and White Guards were an indestructible force in South